4. Same Path Different Steps

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Reader P. O. V

"I got this, I got this!" plays in loop through me as I skate faster. 

My leg goes up and I feel my confidence doing the same. 

Until I lose the grip across the slick ice. 

"Fuck! NO!" 

I hit the ice loudly. And painfully. 

"Mmmrggh! NO!" I slump my fist on the rink. 

"Come on Y/N, it's ok. Get up" 

Gramps helps my beat up self off the ground. 

"I'll show you one more time. Pay close attention to the way I move."

Rubbing the pained area on my arm I watch as he does the complicated Axel with ease. 

My imagination sees his muscle relax and stiffen, following the angle of his skates and arms. 

By the time he's done I'm a ticking with energy. 

I can do this. 

"So did you learn anything?"

I nod. 

A moment of silence skips by. 

"Aren't you gonna ask me what I learned?" 

"Nope I'll see that for myself. Now off you go!"

Skates and me basically shoot on the ice. 

I start off slow, getting to harness the ground below me. 

Then the real shit begins. 

I loop and bend over. Pain and muscles non-existent, just wind beating my faces in circles. 

"1...2..."

My skates jumps off the ice. 

I disappear in a wind whirl for 2 seconds, for my foucs to rip me back to land. 

I finally land perfectly. 

"YEAH!" 

I raise my beat up arms. All of my bruises felt like crowns now. 

"That's my Little one! Good job!"

Gramps comes over too me. 

"Let's warp this up. Isn't your Agency practice starting soon?"

"Yeah..." I breath out. 

"Thank you soo much Gramps" I pull him in a hug, trying to convey all of my graditude and happiness through it. 

"You can thank me when you win this. And I know you will Little one"

Soon he leaves me alone to bask in my small victory as I wait for the others. 

Chuuya P. O. V

"Please... No more!" I beg inside my head. 

"Not good enough lad! Raise that leg higher, do you want to lose?!"

Kyoyou's arm firmly grabs my calf and pulls it higher. 

"Agh!" with a painful flash I feel myself hit the ground. 

Kyoyou looks down at me.

"Looks like you're overworked... Go take a break, the skating practice will begin soon"

She leaves me there on the ground. 

Emptiness of the sound of her footsteps echoing well in my pain. 

Third person P. O. V

We see the same routines from the Armed skaters, this time with many adjustments from Kunikida. 

Y/N skates now scrape the ice. 

Different kind of music starts to play. This stings to Kunikida's plan loving mind but keeps him looking at the notes she gave him, comparing the paper to her movements. 

Whirillng in her grace, our focused Y/N tries her best to makes this work. 

To make the hurt of the earlier hard work pay off. 

The others follow her, gazes trunning into approval the closer to the end she gets. 

By the end only one note was in Kunikida's hand. 

"Work on these things so you can be in best shape to show this to the president. Since I'm gonna ask him to approve your new program!"

A second hug for transmitting feelings came from you. 

"Thank you Kunikida! Thank you!" 

Shame this happy wasn't the way Chuuya's practice had gone. 

Being one of the best for him meant fear and jelousy from others and sore pain from overworking. 

Nothing good. 

By the time he was finally leaving home the idea of retirement seemed all so sweet. 

He could already see the better life, so bright, happy and care-free. 

Only if it wasn't for the shadow of the damn contract Mori made him sign. 

That meant another year of this. 

Screw his talent if couldn't even do what he wanted with it. 

Cause what he was doing now ceartinly wasnt his wish. 

Him and Y/N shared the same path to their homes. Ones feet echoing happier then the others. 

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